Surprised in his heart, Yuan Xiang did not show a different color on the surface, and his eyes did not glance around, he only answered "yes" in a low voice, and then silently withdrew from the crowd and went downstairs.

"It's easy not to let the guests out of the building for an hour." Yuan Xiang Zhengse told his subordinates who were guarding downstairs, "If someone insists on leaving, he will secretly make people follow and watch, and he must not let him talk nonsense." ”

This is the meaning of General Chang, and it is also the explanation of the Grand Governor.

Before the situation is clear, all the voices in the Dengtai Tower must be stopped at this door, and they must not be transmitted for half a sentence.

After explaining the matter, Yuan Xiang ordered a few other henchmen to follow, and the figures of the group quickly disappeared in the noisy summer night.

Not long after Yuan Xiang left, a young man with a white face and beard came to the Dengtai Tower.

The scholars on the first floor had a rough idea of what was going on upstairs, and when they were about to pay compensation instead of stopping someone, they saw that the other party took out an invitation.

"Come to ...... at the behest of my homekeeper"

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When the scholar heard this, he saw the invitation, so he respectfully saluted and invited the person upstairs.

The person who came was Yu Zeng's henchman, and he would not be a dull person, and he noticed that the atmosphere was different when he entered the second floor, and saw that many people were surrounded by the center of the second floor for some reason.

"General Changda, my family often waits for the villain......"

Chang Kuo, who was holding his breath, ignored him, waved his hand to interrupt his words, and sent people away: "What is there to tell Qiao Yang!" ”

The young chamberlain had no choice but to find Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang stood at the innermost part of the crowd, or rather, next to the book that Chang Suining painted.

Seeing the familiar waiter, he temporarily retreated and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"My family often ordered the villain to come and inform me that the sage sent the Ming Nushi out of the palace privately to come here to enjoy the poems and ......"

Qiao Xianjiu understood as soon as he heard it, and only nodded and said, "I know, just let him rest assured." ”

Some literati who think that everyone is drunk and I am sober always like to use poetry to make some untimely limelight, or to play some drunken madness and make wild words—they are crazy themselves, but afterwards they leave the mess to the master's family to clean up.

As the country's priest wine, he knew this in his heart, and as early as when this apprenticeship banquet had just become a poetry meeting, Sui Ning also reminded him.

It was because he had already told the prisoners who were diligent and did not use their work in vain to keep watch for any crazy words, but if they heard it, they needed to remind and dissuade them, and if they insisted on causing trouble, they would not be sent away.

As for the poems that have been recorded and copied, there are also special personnel responsible for checking to ensure that nothing insinuating will be circulated.

Seeing that he was confident that he had already dealt with the regulations, the chamberlain who came to speak for Yu Zeng was also relieved, so he had to ask: "Chang Niangzi, is this ...... Paint? ”

But the atmosphere doesn't seem to be simple.

"It's not painting." Qiao Saijiu's tone was sighing and helpless: "I was forced to 'prove myself' my so-called innocence." ”

The chamberlain was stunned.

Before he could ask again, Qiao Xianjiu had already walked back with his feet up.

Yao Yi, who was standing behind the girl who had just started painting in front of the book, asked Qiao in a low voice: "Sacrificial wine, how is Chang Niangzi's painting?" ”

Qiao Xianjiu shook his head.

Yao Yi frowned slightly: "It's hard to say? ”

Or is it extremely hard to get a shot?

Qiao Xijiu sighed: "I don't know." ”

Yao Yi: "? ”

Does the teacher not even have the most basic understanding of the student?

Qiao Xijiu sighed again: "This hasn't been taught for a few days...... At the beginning, it was nothing more than reading history, memorizing poems, fishing and ......"

Yao Yi: "......"

Got it.

Especially when I hear the last one, I understand it thoroughly.

Therefore, Qiao Saijiu, as a teacher, was in the same mood as him at this time-

Yao Yi looked at the girl's back worriedly.

Not sure what she could draw.

But he has an experience to talk about......

Most of those who beat people are a little lacking in literature...... Naturally, there are both civil and military people, but since it has been singled out and coined a word to praise, it shows its scarcity.

Yao Yi glanced at the half-rolled red bean picture that the man was holding in his arms again.

Ben doesn't have the luxury of stunning the four, in the end, these four are not waiting for the idle four, if you want to amaze these people, you have to start with a Wei Shilang.

So, I only wish she was telling the truth......

At the moment, I am afraid that only the truth can break this situation.

Yao Yi looked at Chang Suining worriedly.

He naturally knew that the women's name festival was very important, but he knew even more that for her, there was something far more important than the women's name festival tonight—

That is, she must not break the word "faith" in front of the scribes, leaving the bad impression that these scribes lied and quibbled and was debunked.

How crucial this was perhaps unclear to her at this time.

Since she said that the red bean picture was not drawn by her, then it must not be painted by her.

Otherwise......

This apprenticeship banquet will become a broken bridge, stopping her and leaving her with no possibility of moving forward.

In this way, he doesn't have to choose anymore, he just needs to protect her safety and thoughtfulness.

Thinking of this possibility, Yao Yi had mixed feelings in his heart, although he couldn't say which of the two choices was right and which was wrong at the moment, but if there was no choice early, it would always be a pity.

The onlookers, though curious, were still measured, and did not get too close to the girl who was painting, so as not to disturb her.

At this time, Chang Suining was surrounded by only a few girls who were in charge of pen and ink by Yao Xia.

But even if they were not close, some people could see that the girl who painted had first sketched a simple outline of the line on the rice paper that was spread across the entire length of the book.

Those outlines should also be drawn all over the rice paper.

Seeing this, everyone had a guess.

With such a big structure, is it necessary to paint ink landscapes?

Is it to deliberately avoid the boudoir atmosphere of the girl red bean color ink picture?

Mrs. Xie stood in front of a group of women, quietly looking at the girl who seemed to be seriously sketching the outline.

If you want to get closer to the majestic landscape, you choose ink and avoid color ink, isn't this a weak heart?

It would be naïve to want to get away with this alone.

"Sister Chang, do you need anything else?" Seeing that Chang Suining temporarily stopped writing and looked at the book, Yao Xia asked in a low voice.

"Color ink." Chang Sui Ning Dao.

Chang Sui, who was standing aside, said: "Color ink...... I'm going to find it! ”

Mrs. Xie frowned almost imperceptibly because she felt that there was a discrepancy between her guess and her guess.

There was an unexpected chatter all around.

"I still have to make color ink paintings......

"With such a huge landscape, it is not easy to spread the color and ink......"

The people of the time painted landscapes, especially huge landscapes, mostly in ink.

One is that this is the mainstream of current landscape painting, and the other is ...... Color ink is rare and valuable, and it is not something that ordinary poor literati can afford to use on a daily basis, let alone spend on a huge scale.

When painting first appeared, it was only the color of ink.

After that, there are a few more colors of common plants such as green and green.

As for the real spread of color ink, it is only in the past few decades.

Although it is not rare, there are many excellent color ink paintings, but the people of the time are really good at ink painting, especially when painting landscapes-

Ink landscapes are more likely to produce natural artistic conception, if it is a painted landscape, then the color matching is particularly important, if the color skills or natural aesthetics are insufficient, not only can not add color, but also easy to show redundancy and chaos, is the real painting snake to add.

Just look at the picture of the girl's red beans, in fact, the color is not clever, but it is just a bright look. In all fairness, there is nothing too surprising about the painting, and at first glance it is a boudoir childish work.

But now, this girl who is in the whirlpool of "self-proof" has chosen a huge landscape of color ink - if you want to really paint such a painting, the experience and talent of color ink painting are indispensable.

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Let's not mention how much skill he has, but in front of everyone, this bold posture is the first to stand up!

It's not a bad thing to have guts, but if your skills can't support your guts, you'll inevitably end up laughing and generous.

Listening to the sound of discussion around her, Wei Miaoqing was inexplicably nervous, and then looked at Chang Suining, who was being watched by countless eyes, and felt a cold sweat for the other party - if she painted it instead, so many people stared at it, she was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to draw a bird!

Thinking that once the things drawn by Chang Suining are not what they look like, her embarrassing illness has already been committed!

But awkward and light......

This painting is about Chang Suining's honor and innocence.

Thinking of this, Wei Miaoqing couldn't help but say, "Brother, aren't you going to take a look?" ”

"What am I going to do, so many pairs of eyes are watching, and I can't paint for her." Uncle Wei's face was relaxed: "Too many people surround her, she will be uncomfortable." ”

He didn't look at the calm of the lady like he was pretending.

Therefore, in his eyes, there will be no second outcome.

Dengtai Lou is not a shabby place, Chang Suian quickly found a full range of color ink for his sister.

Chang Kuo urged the servant beside him: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you move a chair quickly?" ”

"What chairs to move?" Qiao Xijiu glanced at Chang Kuo, a layman, "You have to stand and paint." ”

The painter can only look at the outline when he is standing.

At this time, a scholar walked over quickly and gave a salute, and said in a low voice: "Sacrificial wine, the history of the Ming girl is here...... But he came in regular clothes, saying that he didn't want to alarm the guests in the building. ”

Qiao Xianjiu had already received the letter, and he didn't react at this time, but said: "Then you don't have to make a noise, just invite someone up." ”

"Yes."

The scholar quickly went downstairs to ask for someone.

The slim woman wore an autumn-colored dress and a light gauze fence, and walked up to the second floor with the maid.

Someone upstairs took a second look, but there was no time to find out the woman's identity.

Behind the hanging light veil, those eyes swept over the scene in the building.

No one was discussing poetry, not even a few people were drinking, and everyone was standing and standing, but most of their attention was clearly focused on the fenced area in the middle of the building.

Mingluo sat down, his eyes fixed on the man holding the painting for a moment, and he didn't know what was going on for a moment.

The maid beside her understood, and quickly sniffed out the details in the crowd.

The maid turned back, explained the incident to Mingluo in a low voice, and finally said, "...... Right now, Chang Niangzi is painting to prove her innocence. ”

Mingluo listened, and a pair of willow eyebrows moved slightly behind the light veil.

This Chang lady acts too flamboyantly, and it is inevitable to offend people...... It's not a surprise to encounter such trouble today.

She subconsciously looked around at the people present.

Seeing that Mrs. Xie was also there, there were two thoughtful looks in her eyes.

And the next moment, with a slight shift of her gaze, she saw a familiar young figure.

Mingluo's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She is not a person who is closed to news, so she naturally knew that Cui Jing also came to this apprenticeship banquet, but what she didn't expect was that he hadn't left at this time.

He had never been one to join in the fun, and it was rare for him to be in such a hustle and bustle for so long.

But this is not the first time he has "made an exception"-

At this moment, two prisoners approached and blocked her view.

They obviously got the explanation of Qiao's sacrificial wine, although they knew Mingluo's identity at this time, they did not make a noise, only put the poem in their arms on the small table in front of Mingluo, and said in a low voice: "This is the poem written by all the guests today, and I also invite the female history to appreciate it." ”

Mingluo bowed slightly: "I'm tired." ”

The two bowed and left.

She did not forget the errand of her trip, and settled down to read the new poems.

After reading dozens of articles in a staggered manner, Mingluo had a plan in his heart.

It's too clean—

Whether it's these poems, or the act of holding them in front of her.

But it couldn't have been so clean and pretty.

Obviously, it was carefully designed to avoid trouble.

This is not surprising, Qiao Yang is the wine of the country's prince, although he doesn't look out of tune on the surface, but he has been a person who has been a member of the staff and military advisor under the former prince, and how can he be careless and reckless in some sensitive matters.

Mingluo closed the book of poems, and a silent sneer flashed under his eyes.

The saint asked her to come, and the original intention was just to check for leaks.

Since Qiao sacrificed wine so beautifully, she could better communicate with the saint, which was naturally not a bad thing-

Mingluo looked at the place where the crowd had gathered.

What made her want to sneer was that no matter how willful some people are, there is always someone behind that person's back to take care of everything.

Whether this apprenticeship banquet has become a poetry meeting, or the previous repeated arrogant behavior, in the final analysis, it is just that someone is willing to support it.

But what's really funny is that it's just an orphan girl.

Just because it was picked up by His Royal Highness the former prince, he got these benefits and favors that others couldn't reach in vain.

What a stroke of luck......

But no matter how much good luck you have, if you don't know how to cherish and use it, it will be consumed.

For example, at this time—

She was very curious about whether the other party's good luck could support the other party to break through this obviously prepared predicament.

Mingluo sat upright and waited.

Until she heard some curious sounds above her head.

"Huh......"

"This ......"

On the second floor, although everyone gathered in front, they were never too close to Chang Suining, so there was no way to really see what she had painted.

In contrast, those who looked down from the third floor had a full view of the girl's pen.

At this moment, those surprised voices came from their mouths.

The reason why people are surprised is because they see something unexpected—

Qiao Xianjiu and Yao Yi, who were standing behind Chang Suining, both noticed the difference, and took a few steps forward in unison, staring intently at the painting paper that was spread out on the eucalyptus.

At a glance, Qiao Saijiu was suddenly stunned.